Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en Policíaca, negra y suspense

Okay, so my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn't married. And my bad for taking him to a friend's house for dinner, only to find out my friend is also friends with his wife. Because, in fact, he is married. And she happens to be at my friend's house because her husband was "busy working." Confused? So am I. Unsurprisingly, my date's wife is super angry about finding out that her husband is a cheating asshole. Girl, I get it. Then to make matters more convoluted, there is the man sitting next to my date's wife. A man named King, who is apparently her brother.

She's the forbidden fruit, and I took a bite. In my defense, it was before I knew who she was. Before she knew the devil's deal I made with her family. She's off-limits. Half my age. Innocent in a way that redefines sin and temptation. I'm broken, dangerous, haunted by my past, and wanted by the Bratva. Touching her could mean losing everything. But keeping myself from her is an impossibility.

They call me Kayla "The Ruthless" King. The Queen of the North Shore and leader of the Kings' Crew. Because of the sacrifices I've made and the merciless way I run my crew, the North Shore belongs to me. In our town, you can only thrive if you're the worst of the worst. But that all ended when the psychopath I put away returned with a target on my back. If I'm The Ruthless King, Nathan White is The Lawless God. The biggest and baddest of them all. He's heartless and cruel, and everyone is safer out of his way. Including me.

It's the morning of my wedding. I don't look like the ruthless mafia boss who rules the underworld. No matter how fake this marriage might seem, by the end of the day, she'll be my wife. Until…she's gone. They call me the Reaper. Feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. I don't save people. I bury them. Until she stumbled into my world.

In the dark underbelly of the mob, Tristan Caine has been an anomaly. As the only non-blooded member in the high circle of the Tenebrae Outfit, he is an enigma to all. His skills are unparalleled, his morality is questionable, and his motives are unknown. He is lethal and he knows it. As does Morana Vitalio, the genius extraordinaire daughter of the rival family. What Caine does with weapons, Morana does with computers. When a twenty-year-old mystery resurfaces, Morana infiltrates Caine's house, intent on killing him, unaware of a tie that binds them together.

Ivy's weekend misadventure in the sticks goes from bad to worse when she hits an animal with her car and winds up in a ditch. One minute, she's faced with a giant black wolf, and the next, he's transformed into a naked man before her eyes. And he insists—she's coming home with him. Tyson hasn't been in man form for years, for very specific reasons. Instead, he's chosen to stay a wolf, deep in the forest.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

When the Capo dei Capi of the Cosa Nostra comes to Sicily to give his approval for his cousin, Stefano, to take me as his bride, I know my fate is all but sealed. Marrying Stefano is the last thing I want, but being a woman, I don't have a say in the matter. Damiano Falco is merciless and rules the Cosa Nostra with an iron fist. Everyone fears him and won't dare go against him. I'm still trying to accept that I'll have no choice but to marry Stefano when Damiano utters the last word anyone expects to hear. "No." He doesn't give his approval, nor does he offer any explanation.

My mother is a lost cause I can't get rid of, and I work my fingers to the bone just trying to keep my head above water. To ease the stress bearing down on my shoulders, I like to dance. Working as a janitor at a ballet company makes it easy for me to steal thirty minutes at night when the place is empty. Or so I thought. Just my luck that the dangerously handsome owner catches me red-handed. He thinks I'm a hardworking ballerina, and I don't bother correcting him... because, you know, I'd like to keep my job.

One month after surviving the Under Trials, Emery Maves finds herself in a world she doesn't recognize―with a man whose cold eyes are haunted by secrets she can't remember. Stripped of her memories, Emery is tormented by dreams of danger, death, and deceit. The only constant is the lure of the experimental drug that shatters her mind but leaves her almost invincible―and the dangerous pull of the man called Mori.

In a town where all that matters is loyalty to your gang, I've been labeled a traitor. A death sentence. I ran away from the North Shore the day I knew I wasn't safe there anymore. I left behind the people I thought were my family: My crew, the Kings. More importantly, I turned my back on the two men who once meant everything to me. The hardest thing I've ever done. I might have known Elliot and Ethan since we were children, but I betrayed the brothers in more ways than one. Now they want me dead.

"Keep your hands off the virgin." That was the order. The second I saw her, I knew I would tear it apart. Now she's pregnant—and I'll kill to keep her. I'm the Guild's enforcer in Brooklyn. But also the heir to an empire in Italy I haven't set foot in for nine years. I kidnapped the virgin heiress to end a war. Dragged her across an ocean and locked her in my family's castle. Within these walls of stone and silk, I'm one wrong touch away from burying myself so deep inside her—and starting a new war.

I've spent years hidden away to protect my father from the shame of having a defective daughter. The head of the Bratva can't be associated with weakness—and to him, that's all I am. That is until a marriage alliance gives him the opportunity to finally be rid of me. As I head down the aisle towards my mysterious husband, I hope I'm moving towards love and freedom. But Matteo makes it clear he wants nothing to do with me. I wish I could return his coldness, but the dangerous Don sets my body ablaze whenever he's near.

I'm trapped by a beautiful psychopath. A devil with a soul as black as his heart. Mal Ulstäd is seductive brutality wrapped in sinister allure. And he knows what I did. He knows my family destroyed his. Now, he won't stop, no matter how fast or how far I run. They say fairytales are just pretend. But monsters? Those are real. And they never, ever let go...

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.

Her brother sold her off, and now she belongs to me—she just doesn't know it yet. Ginevra Bianchi is nothing like the spoiled billionaire princess and politician's fiancée I thought she'd be. She doesn't bow, doesn't break, and that smart mouth of hers is going to get her into serious trouble—my kind of trouble. Her family owes me, and I always collect.

Cillian Kildare is a monster wrapped in charm and sophistication. A gorgeous psychopath with venom in his veins and sadism driving every beat of his cold, black heart. When I'm sent to kill the vicious Irish mafia boss to settle a debt from my past, it's supposed to be simple. It becomes a lot less simple when Cillian catches me and carves his way into my darkest secrets and most deviant desires. Now, captured and bound as his prisoner plaything, he has new plans for me: an unholy marriage of inconvenience. He'll protect me from my past

He's a dark storm wrapped in tattoos and muscle. A mafia prince with a killer's smile and a predator's gaze. Takeshi Mori doesn't ask for anything. He takes it. Including me. Our marriage is a weapon forged in blood, meant to stop a war. But there's nothing peaceful about my new husband. He's ruthless chaos incarnate—a Machiavellian psychopath with a thirst for violence. He craves control, but I was born to defy. His darkness terrifies me even as it calls to mine. His touch consumes me even as it burns me alive.

Konstantin Reznikov's war buried me in darkness. Four years later, he's the one dragging me screaming from my coma. The viciously domineering, brutal, terrifyingly gorgeous tyrant who haunts the shattered fragments of my memories. The man with dark gray eyes as cold as his dark gray soul. I remember almost nothing from my past. But he does. Now, he owns my present and my future. Because Konstantin didn't wake me up for free. He brought me out of my darkness to engulf me in his. To own me. To trap me in a maze of twisted games and jagged thorns.

Music star Silver Lawson has it all—except her freedom. Thrust into the spotlight six years ago at the tender age of sixteen, pop sensation Silver is the envy of teenage girls all over the globe. But beneath the public persona lies a woman whose demons run deep. Royal Marine veteran Cruise "Crew" Garrett only has to survive three months guarding the diva who pushes buttons he didn't know he possessed. As he peels back the layers to the real woman beneath her superstar image, he uncovers a well of dark secrets amid a sickening past.